Saturday, September 17, 2005

Its kinda lonely hereAll by my lonesome selfI just wish someone would appearand say 'hey can I come in?'But i can't just invite someoneThey'd have to be trustworthyAnd my trust isn't easily wonThings like that get people locked upAnd i don't want a rubber roomNo matter how comfortable it isTo become my lonesome tombSo i sit silently waiting, anticipatingThe day when someone will comeBut till then ill be waiting, wishingAnd listening to my voice echoIn this hollow darknessEating my bowl of jell-o

Monday, September 12, 2005

It is impossible for me to rest,I hate to have to worry this much,I can hardly be expected to act my best.I don't know what will become of you,What am I to do but sit and wait,Will you be yourself or be something new?How am I functioning with all this weightAll these worrys assualt me,Some my mind makes up as bait.I never like to feel gloomy,Its against my original natureI love to be hyper and activeBut I don't know what lies in the future,I've never felt so much like a captive.Im trapped by my own worryIm losing my own stature

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Somewhere beyond happiness and sadnessI need to calulate what creates this madnessThe urges are getting strongerGrasping my defense is harderI need to get awayTo keep this at bayAll this sadnessIs fueling my madnessIll just grab the knifeAnd settle this strifeOne day I'll just let looseAnd tighten the nooseDay by day it gets worseCloser comes my hearse

Watching you, from afarTrying to reach out to you.My bloody hands come forwardBut you seem some far awayI run after youYou just run awayInto the darkness I fallBeing consumed, by what’s around meI scream out in total fearI wallow up in my own self pity,Because you are just out of my reach,Because, you’ll never be mine.